Voice

[deservinghell]

[Having determined the netbook is capable of a video feed, Henry makes certain to broadcast only his voice when he reaches out to the network; given the effect his condition has on reflections and even digital images, presenting an empty backdrop for no apparent reason is not the way he'd like to initiate first impressions. With the channel open, there's the clearing of a throat, then:]

And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. I suppose it's about time fate doomed me to fight another man's war, eh? The Devil knows I've been asking for it. But it begs the question... What did the lot of you do to deserve it?

[The accent is unmistakably English, though a sharp ear might infer he hasn't been among Englishmen for some time.]

Comments

[boughtabookstore]

The next step to try is to circumvent the technology that makes not answering the summons to a mission incredibly painful and next to impossible.

[deservinghell]

Hm. You've put some thought into this.

How long have you been here, if you don't my asking?

[boughtabookstore]

Pointless thought, so far.

Six months.

[deservinghell]

That is a long time to think. [It's not, but he understands the need to stop every now and then to look at time on a human scale.] But thinking, at least, is more useful than simply being complacent.

[boughtabookstore]

So I understand.

Recently they have proved to have about the same level of usefulness.

[deservinghell]

Sounds like we may need an injection of optimism.

[boughtabookstore]

Perhaps so.

Fresh faces might be able to look at the situation more objectively and get further.

[deservinghell]

If I can, I'll do my part.

[boughtabookstore]

Good. I hope you succeed.